Jealous Got Me Strapped Lyrics by Spice 1

Jealous Got Me Strapped Lyrics

    Tupac:
    Spice heres go them niggas yo
    Hit that shit, hit that shit.
    We all niggaz going down where the fuck ya all going down.

    Spice 1:
    Damn aint this a bitch ya all got me fucked up
    On this ol' playa haten ass shit.
    Know what i'm sayin'?
    Understand me?
    When i was broke you all niggaz didn't give a fuck
    If i was pissin' on myself, or shittin' off tha bay bridge, nigga.
    Now you in my mutha fuckin' mix talkin' that ol' crazy shit,
    That's alright cuz i'm gonna bust a cap in that ass.
    Me and pac goin' let you know about
    That ol' playa haten ass shit though.

    Ya see these jealous mutha fuckaz
    That be playin me g
    Like a sucka ass nigga see
    That ain't feeling me
    It ain't easy
    To kill a g
    A mutha fuckin' playa
    From tha f - a - to tha c
    Back stabbers in tha mutha fuckin' place
    Smilin' in my face
    I got my hand on my gun
    Cuz they got me on tha run
    Spice mutha fucin' one
    I'm for leavin' bodies numb
    I'm a g mutha fucker
    Can't you see
    I'm a g
    Rollin' deep
    With my phat fo-fo uzi
    I comes with a big phat gat
    And hollow point clip
    And quick
    To be a soldier
    By my shit
    So nigga
    Don't try no mo' shit
    No ho shit
    Cuz when i was broke
    Nigga didn't give a fuck
    About my statis
    Now that i'm at this
    I'm loced out
    And livin' lavish
    So fuck tha gun control
    About ta bust a cap nigga
    Cuz tha jealous got me strapped

    Spice 1: i keep my hand on my gun cuz they got me on the run
    Tupac: jealous got me strapped
    Spice 1: i keep my hand on my gun cuz they got me on the run
    Tupac: jealous got me strapped
    Spice 1: i keep my hand on my gun cuz they got me on the run
    Tupac: jealous got me strapped
    Spice 1: i keep my hand on my gun cuz they got me on the run

    Tupac:
    Now niggaz know that tha jealous got me strapped
    Stepping close to the edge
    I got tha cops and tha feds on my back
    And there's no way that i'm giving up
    I rather bury you bitches
    Cuz ain't no to marks gonna worry my riches
    If i catch yo ass in traffic (humm)
    You betta pull for ya pistol an open fire
    Or get blasted (booo yahh!!)
    I'll be damned if i drop
    It don't stop
    I'm boxin' mutha fuckaz with my glock
    A skinny ass neva had a penny ass nigga
    I figure my mashfurd pump will show them punks who's bigger (blah)
    And even if i did fall -- i'll still ball
    I'm bustin' mutha fuckers with my back against the wall
    Till these jealous ass bitches kill me
    I'll be thugin' like a mutha fucker
    Nigga feel me
    And ain't no time for mistakes
    So homies watch ya back
    Cuz these jealous ass tricks got me strapped

    Jealous got me strapped...

    Spice 1: i keep my hand on my gun cuz they got me on the run
    Tupac: jealous got me strapped
    Spice 1: i keep my hand on my gun cuz they got me on the run
    Tupac: jealous got me strapped
    Spice 1: i keep my hand on my gun cuz they got me on the run
    Tupac: jealous got me strapped
    Spice 1: i keep my hand on my gun cuz they got me on the run...

    Spice 1:
    Homie ya know if i don't be runnin' with my strap
    Then i might get blasted
    Get blasted or blast
    That's how i'm livin'
    So i blast and blast the bastard
    I can't be worried about no jail time
    Cuz niggaz they tryin' ta take my head
    I can't have shit if a nigga dead
    So i bust back
    And break the bitch niggaz off propa
    With a four-four take nine a chopper
    And try and decapatate a niggaz arms from with his shoulders
    These jealous niggaz don't know they fuckin' around with a soldier
    I don't be slippin'
    So nigga don't wait for me ta fall
    And if i got enough
    A hallow tip will smoke æem all, y'all
    Envious niggaz prepare to fly off ya feet
    Cuz i'm commin' with some mutha fuckin' heat
    Playa, so keep ya aim straight
    And hit a nigga on tha first shot
    Cuz i'm a be tryin' ta make your mutha fuckin' heart stop
    And don't be screamin' out for your family bitch
    Cuz it was your choice
    That we jump into this gangsta shit

    Tupac: jealous got me strapped
    Spice 1: i keep my hand on my gun cuz they got me on the run
    Tupac: jealous got me strapped
    Spice 1: i keep my hand on my gun cuz they got me on the run
    Tupac: jealous got me strapped
    Spice 1: i keep my hand on my gun cuz they got me on the run
    Tupac: jealous got me strapped
    Spice 1: i keep my hand on my gun cuz they got me on the run

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